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Chapter 12: Remorse

Draco sighed, as he looked desperately at the wall. He had been waiting in the garden that Hermione and he had tried to reach by climbing that wall. It was a futile effort; Draco was the only one who had managed to get across. Draco slumped against the wall, looking for any signs of Hermione. It was of no use.

Oh, why did her stupid friends have to come? They ruined. They ruined it all!

Draco punched the wall with his fist, and then winced in pain.

And why couldn't she just tell her friends the truth? Why must we always hide our relationship? I'm sick of this! I really am! We don't ever have a proper date, and half the time she's not willing to have one! She's always scared!

"Aargh!" Draco yelled, as he punched the wall again. As he sat down on the swing in the garden, he buried his face in his hands. He knew that Hermione had left, and that she had gone back into Hogwarts, without even bothering to see where Draco had gone.

Draco breathed deeply, and got up. Picking up his mask which he had ripped just now, he began to climb the wall back up again. Soon, he had reached the other side. As he got down slowly, he noticed bits of fabric stuck on the vines, and Hermione's silver butterfly mask on the ground. Without a moment's hesitation, Draco slowly picked up the mask, and stared at it for a long time.

Then, he yelled loudly, and threw the mask far into the bushes all around, walking back slowly into Hogwarts.

Hermione woke up with a start, and collapsed back into bed, as she held her head in pain. Her head was throbbing uncontrollably, as she remembered what had happened last night. Draco. She had left Draco all alone in the garden, as she had walked back with Ron, Ginny, and Harry, who had 'rescued' her from her date.

Hermione jumped out of bed, and she quickly got ready for breakfast. All she could think about was Draco, how she had deserted him. Her heart twisted in pain, as her head started throbbing again. She gingerly sat down on her bed, wincing. She sighed loudly, staring at her hands.

Would he ever talk to me? After what I've done to him?

Hermione had no idea. She breathed deeply, and after getting dressed, she headed down to the common room.

There, Ginny, Ron, and Harry were waiting for her. As she saw them, she smiled weakly. "Hey guys," she said.

Harry spoke first." Look, Herm. I'm really sorry about that day-"

Hermione cut him off with a wave of her hand. "No, No. It's alright. I was in the wrong as well," Hermione replied, smiling forcedly. Running her hands through her curls, she beckoned them.

"Let's go for breakfast."

As the four of them walked to the Hall for their breakfast, Ginny gazed concernedly at Hermione. "Herm? Ab-About yest-yesterday night, did, uh, your, uh, date do anything, uh, to you?" She asked worriedly. Hermione looked at Ginny surprised.

"No, Gin. He, uh, didn't do anything to me, nothing at all. Why do you ask?"

"Well, Herm, you were crying yesterday, and, you were on the wall! What were you doing, and what was going on?"

Hermione looked away. She did not want to reveal anything to Ginny.

"Ginny? If you don't mind me, I would like to keep this piece of information to myself. I will tell you when I feel the time is right, but until then, let's forget about it, okay?" she asked gently.

Ginny smiled, and hugged Hermione. "It's alright, Hermione, I just want you to be okay. But, do you want to tell me about anything that's bothering you?"

Oh yes, Ginny. I want to. I want to tell you about Draco, I want to tell you how much I love him, I want to tell you that I've been dating him, and that yesterday, I just deserted him. There are so many things I want to tell you, Ginny.

Hermione shook her head. "There's nothing bothering me, Ginny. Nothing at all."

As Hermione ate her breakfast, she kept on thinking whether Draco was alright. She spun around, and her heart melted as soon as he saw him. She gazed at him, waiting for him to look up. He did, eventually. She smiled at him, mouthing that she was sorry. He looked blankly at her, then looked back at his food, and continued to eat.

Hermione stared, stunned.

What just happened? Did Draco just, just ignore me! Oh god. He's mad at me.

Hermione placed her hand on her forehead, and looked down. A lump formed in her throat, and she tried hard not to cry. He was ignoring her. He was mad at her. And she had to do something.

Hermione got up from her table, and ran.

Draco looked up at Hermione, and she smiled shyly at him. He was about to smile, when he had remembered what had happened last night. His heart stung again, and he looked expressionlessly at her, before looking at his food.

Feeling bad, he looked up again, only to see Hermione get up and run.

Draco knew that he had to talk to her. And so, he got up, and ran too.

"Draco, look. I'm really sorry, I didn't mean to-"

"Look, Hermione. It's not the right time to talk, and I'm not sure I want to right now. Tell you what. I will meet you at the garden once again. Then we'll talk, "Draco said coldly and started walking away.

Hermione grabbed his hand desperately, and moved closer to him. "Draco, are you mad at me? I'm really sorry, and it was not my intention to leave you there. Please forgive me," she implored.

Draco snatched his hand back. "We'll talk about it tonight. Meet me at midnight."

And he walked away, leaving Hermione close to tears.

Hermione paced around her room restlessly, as she glanced at the clock for the millionth time. It was a quarter to midnight. She wrung her hands, as she glanced worriedly at the clock. She couldn't sleep; she needed to talk to Draco and clear all the misunderstandings. She wanted to let him know that she was sorry for what she had done, and that she wasn't to blame. She just did it to protect their relationship. She wanted him to know that she loved him, and that she always wanted them to be together.

Sighing, she slowly walked to the closet, and opened it, as she stared at her now-ruined masquerade ball dress. She touched it lightly, tracing the little designs that she had made. She fingered the dress, and remembered how she had danced in this very dress with Draco, how he had held her waist, and how he had been a wonderful boyfriend to her, being with her the whole time.

As tears rushed to her eyes, she immediately closed the closet and grabbed her coat, running out of the dorm, not even taking a look at the time.

Hermione slowly sat on the swing in the garden, and slowly rocked the swing. She looked around for signs of Draco, but he was not here. She sighed, and continued rocking, singing softly to herself.

"It's nice to play on that swing, huh?"

Hermione spun around and saw Draco. She immediately got up, and turned to face him. "Draco, I'm really sorry-"

"I know, I know. You've already told me that," Draco snapped, turning away from her.

Hermione was startled, and taken aback. "Draco! What's wrong?"

"Why did you just leave me there? At the wall?"

Hermione frowned. "I though you would understand, Draco. I didn't want my friends to know about our relationship-"

"What relationship?"

Hermione gasped in horror. "What? Draco, what are you saying? Our relationship! The one we've been having for a month! What are you talking about?"

Draco glared at her. "Well, it doesn't seem like we have a relationship, Hermione."

"Stop talking like that, Draco. You must be tired-"

"I will talk how I bloody well want to!" Draco roared in anger. "We've been in love with each other for a month, Hermione! And we haven't even gone on a bloody date by ourselves!"

Hermione looked away.

"I've tried to bottle it up, as I know that asking you for more dates will be demanding. I've been bottling up since the beginning. I've controlled myself whenever your pathetic friends interrupt us. And what do you do? You act all innocent, like you don't know what's going on. For Pete's sake Hermione! Get a grip!"

"I just don't want my friends to know about this Draco! You know very well how they feel about you!"

"If they're your friends they would bloody well accept it, and support you! Why are you so paranoid, and why do you chicken out? I don't understand Hermione! I really don't! And I'm sick of this! I can't take this anymore, you hear? I CAN'T TAKE IT!" Draco yelled, swinging the swing so hard that its metal chains rattled.

Hermione moved back. "So what now? What do we do?" she asked, resigned.

Draco sighed loudly, and stuffed his hands into his pockets, as he kicked one of the pebbles on the ground.

"I can't go on like this, Hermione. I've tried and tried, I really have. But it's not working. Every time we're interrupted, I get angry, and I want to hit your friends, but I control myself-for your sake. But, I can't Hermione. This relationship, it's not going anywhere. Half the time you're paranoid about having a good time, and I'm just concerned about having you to myself. Last night was the last straw."

"Well, what did you expect me to do, Draco?"

"Tell them, Hermione! Tell them! Tell them that you've been going out with me, and that we both love each other! Tell them! Why is that so difficult?"

"Because they won't accept you, Draco!"

"You've never tried! How would you know?"

"Because I just do!" Hermione screamed, sobbing bitterly.

Draco grew silent, and turned away.

"I'm sorry, Hermione. I, I can't do this. I really can't. I'm sorry. It's over."

And Draco walked away, leaving Hermione crying quietly, as she held onto the swing.

Draco stormed up the stairs leading to his dormitory. There, he stopped halfway, and peered out the same window he had done so the night before the Hogsmeade trip. There, he saw Hermione, but she was not crying anymore. She sat on the swing, and as she looked down on the ground, she started rocking the swing slowly. Then, he saw her hold on to the metal chain of the swing and cry.

Draco knew that he had to console her. But he didn't. Instead, he took one last look at Hermione, and walked away silently, as a tear trickled down his cheek.

Okay, pple! It's done. I almost cried when I wrote the chapter, I didn't want them to break up. But they did. Anyway, I hope you guys enjoyed it, and pls REVIEW. Make my day, pple, and I will make yours by updating real quick!

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